I thought today was supposed to be nice in the mountains so I headed up to the Metolius. I was greated by temperatures around freezing and clouds all day. So, I bundled up and hoped to catch some trout. With frozen toes I started swinging and stripping streamers looking for Bull Trout. I had a few tugs, but no fish. (I think those were from Rainbows or Browns).
As the morning wore on I hoped for some sun and a hatch. With neither in sight I searched deep with a nymph (and a sacraficial fly for weight since you can't add split shot there). I was finally able to bring a nice rainbow to hand. Then I hooked another bigger rainbow right after, but after a couple head shakes he was gone.
There was a lull in the action, but I finally saw some bugs on the water....but no fish rising. I waited. Nothing. Nymphed. Nothing. As I was about to move on I saw a fish rise. Then another. There wasn't steady surface action, but it doesn't take much for me to switch to a dry fly. After no luck and seemingly no fish left rising, I was about to give up when my fly got hammered. A nice Brown Trout pulled line before giving in.
It may not have been the fastest day of fishing, but I was glad to have gotten out one more time before I really have to start digging in with classe.
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